After the sketching is over, it is not far from the final exam, Xu Youzhi has been making up knowledge points for He Zhili in the middle of the day recently, and even the microphone has given him a lecture at night.

By chance, she picked up her mobile phone and logged in to a live broadcast software, and she realized that she hadn't watched He Zhili's live broadcast for a long time.

The two words have even slipped to the bottom of the homepage, she frowned, clicked into his homepage, and found that he hadn't updated the video for a long time.

At about two o'clock in the morning, she couldn't sleep in bed over and over, the mobile phone in her hand vibrate, and the small piece of fluorescence that was pale and pale blended with the moonlight pouring in from the window, she turned sideways to take the mobile phone and found that it was He Zhili who sent her a message.

Hengbai's test paper is still a certain degree of difficulty for him, he has really not studied much since he came to the vocational high school, and the foundation of junior high school has gradually faded away, and now he sees the test paper and sees those jumping characters, and suddenly feels very dazed.

But he couldn't help but learn.

Maybe the people in the school said that "Xu Youzhi and Lin are more compatible" is just unintentional, but the speaker has no intention of listening.

He knew he wasn't a good student, and he occasionally despised himself.

He knew that Xu Youzhi didn't mind him like this, but he didn't mind that Xu Youzhi had such a self by his side.

Xu Youzhi quickly sent the solution idea over, and then she sent him a voice message, asking him to go to bed early and have classes tomorrow.

He promised well, but after putting down his phone, he stared out the window, his eyes were blank and empty, as if he was in a daze.

His body was tired, but his mind was clear.

Xu Youzhi felt that he couldn't do this.

Chen Xuyang also felt that his brother had recently started to work hard and was about to leave the bottom ten of their class.

He Zhili only saw this appearance when he was in the third year of junior high school...... Since his scarlet eyes and a low voice told him, "I want to take the Hengbai test", he has been fighting like this for many months.

It seems that all his efforts are just to get closer to Xu Youzhi.

Xu Youzhi showed a level of patience with others that he didn't often have, and Lin Yixian in the front row was close to Rigor and Rigor would, and occasionally turned around and joined Xu Youzhi's small class.

"Did I get it? You ......"

Xu Youzhi paused, looked at Lin Yixian with a thoughtful face speechlessly, and changed his words, "...... Is there anything you don't understand? ”

"Hurry up and hurry up to the next question, it's worthy of Hengbai, the papers are so difficult......"

At this time, rigor will silently turn back.

The closer he got to the exam, the more wrong the young man's mental state became, and the more reticent he became, and even Lin Yixian rarely talked to him recently.

He didn't understand.

He didn't understand anything.

He couldn't even calm down and follow Xu Youzhi's thoughts.

He suppressed the emotions that gradually spread from the bottom of his heart, and his knuckled fingertips clutched the pen with great force, as if he was about to pinch off the pen in his hand.

But - it did break off.

When the water-based pen broke, the teacher happened to be writing on the blackboard, the environment in the class was quiet, and the slight cracking sound was extremely clear, and the rigor didn't know what he was thinking, the broken part was sharp and sharp, and it pierced directly into the soft palm of the teenager.

He didn't react.

It wasn't until Lin Yixian exclaimed in surprise and came over to break his hand that he gradually came back to his senses.

The pain in the palm of the hand is transmitted to the nerve endings of the teenager.

Blood.

The bright red color dripped on the snow-white test paper that was rigorously spread out on the table, slowly spreading out.

"Rigorous!"

He heard Lin Yixian call his name, and for the first time, there was obvious anger and reproach.

The boy shook for a moment, and after half a second, he slowly raised his eyes.

"Lin Yixian," he said in a hoarse voice, "Why did I ...... "How did I get to the infirmary?"

"Of course I brought you here." Lin Yixian stood on the side, watching the school doctor's sister move gently, gently letting the young man's palm spread evenly, "Don't move, look at me, look at me." ”

“…… Ahh ”

The young man raised his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and looked at her obediently, with a light in his eyes quiet and silent.

The delicate and tender palm was cut, and a deep wound was pierced.

In order to avoid staining the snow-white sleeve when he was drugged, the sleeve of the boy's right hand was rolled up.

Cool on your wrist.

He thought of something, and the bottom of his eyes instantly set off a stormy wave.

He didn't have time to reach out and pull his sleeve down.

Lin Yixian didn't react, he stood there expressionlessly, his eyes unblinking, watching the school doctor take a cotton swab on his palm.

"Envy," he softened his voice, forcing himself to dye his eyes red, and the bottom of his pupils was finely broken.

Rigorous and small whimper, and took the initiative to show weakness: "...... Hurt. ”

Lin Yixian sneered: "If you cry out now, I'll pack you up and throw you out." ”

“……”

It's so fierce.

So he lowered his head, lowered his eyes, pursed his lips obediently, and stopped talking.

He stared at the deep wound in his palm.

Fingertips shrunch.

He was even more aggrieved.

…… It really hurts.

But, why, now he is not even allowed to shout "pain"?

Her long, slender and beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Okay, don't look at it." Lin Yixian's heart was soft, she walked over, Microsoft's palm covered the other party's slightly moist eyes, and her voice softened, "If it hurts, I'll blow it for you later." ”

She was really frightened.

Can you imagine? As soon as you woke up, you saw a small pool of blood on the table of your tablemate, and the bright red hue trickled down from the young man's fingers, and the bleeding person did not react.

She thought she hadn't woken up from a dream.

Really, this excitement is no less than those little couples who were caught by Director Lin.

"Lin Yixian."

While she was wandering, she heard a young man calling out to her.

She gave a casual "um".

Rigor said, "It hurts." ”

She glanced at it: "It's all bandaged, it still hurts?" ”

He ducked back, his voice a little soft: "...... Don't pick at my eyes. ”

The school doctor bandaged his palm, said a few words of precautions, and then left the scene with his pockets in his pockets, and took the door intimately by the way.

Lin Yixian paused for a moment, then instantly withdrew his hand: "Ah, I'm sorry." ”

“……”

I don't know if I should say, "It's okay." ”

Lin Yixian also lost the topic: "......"

So the atmosphere fell silent.

She had seen the crisscrossing scars on Rigue's wrists, but she didn't want to ask any questions about his scars.

Every scar hides his collapse and helplessness.

She didn't want to tear open his scabbed wounds.

She is not a psychiatrist, and she doesn't know what she should do in case Rigorous's emotions get out of control, so that she can comfort him and make him feel ...... Love.